As promised, here are some pics from last week’s holiday. I hope you enjoy them.
Here’s Cardiff Castle:
Did anyone miss me last week? I’m was on holiday, and took a little blogging break too. But now I’m back!
We were visiting family, in England and in Scotland, and we also visited Wales for a couple of days – not a bad wee road trip 😀
I’d never visited Wales before, and while there we made the most of it, with a tour around the Millennium Stadium, a good look around Cardiff Castle, a wander around the docks and topped it all off with an afternoon at the Doctor Who Experience. that was awesome!
I’ll definitely do a photo dump later in the week 🙂
But it does mean that my running (and my eating) has been
a little very wayward. We did our very first ever ParkRun on the Saturday when we stopped off in Preston. I loved it. But I haven’t run since then. My training will be heading back on track tomorrow, with a seven miler on the training schedule. Eek! Wish me luck!
Well, I did it, I got out of my injury/low motivation/other-stuff-getting-in-the-way cycle that has dogged me, and I completed my 150 mile 10K training plan which culminated in running the Carradale Canter 10K.
I’ve enjoyed being back in a proper routine, and I love that I’ve shifted the first 10 pounds of the extra weight that sneaked on while I was busy being idle. Running, I have missed you! 😀
Today, I began day one, week one of my half marathon training for the Great North Run in nine week’s time. Now, my training plan should really be 12 weeks, but given that I’m straight from my Carradale training plan, starting on week three is fine. Today’s run was a three miler, with a slight progression: two miles steady, and a final mile at a faster pace. I’d be lying if I said it was easy and my legs weren’t a little weary after yesterday’s run over multi terrain. But I got it done. Go me!
Next on the plan is a 3.8 mile threshold session tomorrow, a 3 mile easy run on Wednesday and cross training on Thursday with Pound. Yep – I think I can say that I’m firmly back on track.
So, here’s a little positive something to get you started this week:
Have a brilliant week, everyone!
Date: 12th July 2015
Terrain: Mixed: road, sand and trail
Weather: Warm and sunny
Positives: brilliant course, with a mix of hills, flat, beach, road and trail. Excellent support, awesome views
Negatives: not a negative, but a quick field on a difficult course left me fourth from last 😮
Carradale is a picturesque village nestled on the east coast of the Kintyre peninsula, some 25 miles south of Tarbert. It’s blessed with a lovely harbour (with a working fishing fleet) as well as a golden sandy beach and a great network of forestry trails. If you read my post about crewing for Julia at the Kintyre Way ultra, you’ll perhaps remember that Carradale is also located on the Kintyre Way.
As ever, I had my race gear ready to go the night before: Fortunately, the race wasn’t an early one as it was scheduled for an 11.30 am start (I’m assuming this might be to do with the tide, making the beach section easier to run), and so this morning we had plenty of time to get ready, have breakfast and the drive the long and winding road to Carradale (yes, THE ‘long and winding road’ that Paul McCartney wrote about 😉 )
The sun was shining as we arrived in Carradale. We parked in the primary school car park, and as we were doing so, waved to the marshals we knew, who were having their briefing. We walked to the harbour for registration, and as we walked, saw that the village was a little hillier than we had remembered!
The registration area was pretty busy when we got there, and when we checked in, I realised that I’d been given bib number one! Wowee! I realised, looking around at the other runners, that I might actually be the first runner with bib #1 to finish last 😮
We checked our bags, then chatted to other runners as we waited for the race briefing, and everyone was relaxed and having fun. Then we had a short walk to the start of the 10K, where we had our race briefing. Instructions today included things like ‘watch out for adders’ and ‘beware of the mud’…. I knew this was going to be an interesting race!
Here’s a map of the race:
The race was started by a countdown and a starter’s pistol, and we were straight onto the road leading back into the village – and it was a tough hill! It got the legs working from the start. TheWelshWookie and I knew we’d be slow, and so we kept to the back of the pack. The support was great from the start, with villagers out in their gardens to support us all.
We soon turned off to the left, and headed down a country lane to the beach – my first ever race section on the beach! Although it was tough, I surprised myself, because I really enjoyed it – I had a smile plastered on my face. A lady asked to take our picture (I think she liked the skort). She had camera problems, but we stopped and waited, to let her take a snap – I think we were happy for the break, but it did cost us a couple of minutes (not that time was a concern for us). I loved dodging the jelly fish and the flotsam and jetsam, and before we knew it we were back onto a track road, and heading for the forestry section.
The forestry part was great – lovely and cool, shaded, soft underfoot. We were soon way behind the pack, and had the run to ourselves. We didn’t see any adders, but were treated to an awesome aerial display by a golden eagle – lucky us 😀
Next was a short section back on the road before heading onto the kintyre way at the Network Centre (you’ll see pictures in my blog post here), and then we were at the hilly part – a steep climb up a forestry track to the highest point of the race. Well, that got the heart going! We walked it, unsurprisingly! Next was a great downhill section for about a kilometre along forestry roads.
Finally, we had the last section: into the village along the main road, back along a side road, up a short grassy hill, down a track, through a field, over a style and then onto the harbour road, where we could see the finish line 🙂
We reached the finish line to a somewhat subdued welcome – but we were not far from last, and people had been waiting to see the finishers for a looooong time by then, so I’m thankful they stayed!
I was handed a goody bag which contained the medal, and grabbed a bottle of water. Other runners were really chatty, and we had a great catch up with quite a few people about how we’d found the run, and how amazingly scenic it was.
TheWelshWookie and I then headed to the barbecue, and joined the burger queue. As we were waiting, the prize giving was taking place. So while we cheered and clapped for the winners, I didn’t manage to take any pictures. Sorry! We were in the queue with Karen, one of our fellow SUPercisers, which was fab. We enjoyed our burgers in glorious sunshine, watching a seal play in the harbour, before heading home to Tarbert. On the walk back to the car we chatted with Gail from Campbeltown about running adventures, and I was struck once again as to how friendly and supportive runners are of each other.
When I got home, I uploaded my run and was greeted with this milestone:
I’d definitely do this run again. You’d never know it was an inaugural event as it was so well organised and supported. Roll on next year’s event!
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